Review: Chew #31 By John Layman And Rob Guillory

After the unexpected events of the last issue, with death and plot-twists aplenty, Layman and Guillory had good reason to hideout from fans for a month. Online petitions calling for Layman’s head were posted, and Guillory’s too for aiding and abetting that sick sonuvabitch. This was supposed to be a comic filled with sight-gags and weird food conditions, not one of heartbreak and loss. I dearly wish for Poyo to be real, so he can teach these bastards a lesson for making like Fergie and phunking with my heart. Yes, it was the conclusion to the first half of the series (Layman has gone on record saying CHEW will run 60 issues), but how do these two sleep at night? I’m assuming rather well, with all their recently acquired CHOGS money.

While a horrible jumping-on point for new readers, CHEW #31 takes place immediately following the events in the previous issue. Despite being burdened by loss, Tony Chu hops back up on the saddle and continues doing what he knows how to do best: kick some serious ass. Now that we’ve had 30 issues of setup, it feels like Layman & Guillory’s plans are finally coming to life as the ball starts rolling in this issue.

I have no idea what’s to come in these next few years, but something tells me the body count will be raised every few milestone issues. I hypothesize that Layman was bitten by a feral George R.R. Martin, and will soon be killing-off characters left and right after one Corona Light too many. None of your favorite characters or their abilities will be safe, and we must now pray to the Immaculate Ova for guidance.